Hey guys! ok I just want to let you know that for the next four-five days i'll be on a vacation and i don't know if i'll be able to reach the internet or not. (i'll take my USB and my sister's laptop though)
Chapter 29 – Snipping Around
Ziva sat on their bed in just her pants and bra; she was brushing her teeth while Tony stood in the shower.
"Zeeeeeee-vahhhhhh," Called Tony, stretching out the syllables of her name even more then normal, "Get in here."
"Tony, I am brushing my teeth."
"Come on Ziva, I know you're just dying to see me naked and in the shower."
"You just want me to be naked and in the shower." Pointed out Ziva,
"Well, yea, but that's not why I'm calling you."
"Fine." Ziva stood, walked through the open en suite bathroom door and went straight to the sink, where she spat out her toothpaste and washed her toothbrush. When she turned she couldn't stop her eyes travelling down his naked body with the water.
"What do you want Tony?"
Tony grinned, "To see you." He looked her up and down, "You look gorgeous in that outfit."
Ziva laughed, "I'll be in bed Tony." And she started to walk out of the room,
"I can't wait!" Called Tony, making Ziva laugh again as she changed into her new satin nightie.
Five minutes later Tony pulled on a pair of boxers and climbed into bed next to Ziva, who sat up reading her book.
"Hey Ziva?"
Ziva rolled her eyes, "Yes Tony?"
"You haven't told me about Tel Aviv yet, how was it?"
"It was good." Said Ziva in monotone,
"Hmm, I have a question, no wait… I have two questions."
Ziva sighed, putting down her book. "Yes?"
"Why didn't you kiss me goodbye?"
Ziva sighed, "I was annoyed with you. I don't like you snipping into my life."
"Snooping." Corrected Tony, "Ok, next question; what did you do in Tel Aviv? You never said on the phone."
Ziva sighed again. She put her book on the floor then turned to Tony. She told him about her flight, and Michael, about how her father arranged for her to date Michael and how he was a brother to her. She told him about the last time she was in Tel Aviv and she and Michael went on a boat trip, a brief vacation. She told him everything about her week, everything except for her surprise trip to the doctor.
"You're not telling me something." Said Tony,
"I told you everything."
"No." Said Tony, "You skipped the part between going to Mossad and going back to Michael's apartment. The first day."
"It is nothing interesting."
"Ziva."
"Tony, do not push. It is nothing."
"Where did you go?"
"Tony!" Tony just smiled innocently at her, and she groaned. She had to get his mind of this so she pressed her lips to his, kissing him deeply.
Tony groaned and pulled her so she was on top, and he let his hands roam up her sides, pushing her arms up and grabbing her wrists, he then rolled them over, pinning her into the bed with his body, biting her neck (leaving what would defiantly be a very visible hickey, tomorrow).
Ziva smiled as she let out a moan. Her plan had worked.
Tony held her wrists tighter and brought his lips to her ear, which he nibbled before whispering in her ear, "Zee-vahh, what happened, Zee-vahh?"
Ziva's smile disappeared; Tony rolled off her and grinned cheekily at her. She sighed, "My father took me to his physician."
"What? Why?" Ziva pulled him into another kiss, this one more demanding and passionate,
"You can't distract me." He mumbled into her lips, before pushing her back,
"Oh really?" Asked Ziva, and before he could say or do anything she flung the blanket up and crawled down to Tony's waist. She pulled his boxers from him and started to kiss and touch his most prized possession.
Ten minutes later, as much as she disliked to she swallowed, grimacing slightly, before sliding up his body, kissing and biting his muscular stomach and chest.
Tony pulled her into an embrace and nuzzled her neck, "I love you." He mumbled planting a short kiss on her shoulder.
"I love you too." Ziva whispered into his ear,
"Sweetie, I know you don't want to talk about it, but it helps, trust me. You've made me talk and it helped, if only for a little while."
Ziva sighed, "Ok Tony." She placed a soft kiss on his lips and started to tell him of her trip to the doctor.
After twenty minutes of waiting Eli came out of the next room and walked to Ziva,
"It took some convincing, but he will see you now."
"Papa," tried Ziva,
"Go!" and he pulled her up by the elbow and forced her into the next room where his Doctor stood before leaving.
"Shalom Miss David."
"Shalom Doctor."
"Are you ready?"
"For?"
"For your abortion."
"Abortion?"
"What!" Exclaimed Tony, and he pulled Ziva's nightie up to look at her flat stomach, "You mean, he killed, no murdered our child?! I may not be very religious Ziva but I'm still Catholic, and abortions, well, that's one part of my religion I actually follow."
"Let me finish Tony." Said Ziva in monotone,
Tony sighed and pressed a kiss just above her naval, "Ok."
"Yes, your father has informed me of your attack in America, and your wish to keep it private, do not worry, I will not tell anyone."
"Attack?" Asked Ziva,
"Hmm, he did not mention memory loss, but it is understandable, the trauma of going through what you have will always have ill-effects on the mind."
"What I've gone through? Doctor, what are you speaking of?"
The doctor sighed, "You're pregnant Ziva, as result of your rape in America."
"Rape? No, doctor, you've been lied to. I was not raped."
The doctor frowned, "Your father told me you were in denial." He sighed, "What do you think happened in the attack, if you were not raped?"
"I wasn't attacked; this baby is my fiancé's. I am keeping my baby."
"So you didn't get it done?!" Asked Tony excitedly,
"Tony, do you want me to tell you the story or not?!" Tony zipped his lips and Ziva continued,
"You are sure?"
"Yes. But…" she looked nervously at the door, "can you tell my father I had it done. He does not approve of my relationship and will do anything to try and keep me from him." The doctor considered this for a moment, "You will still be paid." Ziva added as an after thought,
"Alright," Said the doctor, "I will go along with you."
"So we're still having a baby?" Asked Tony, slightly confused,
Ziva laughed, "Yes Tony, we are still having a baby." Tony whooped and pulled Ziva into his arms kissing her happily on the lips before laying her down and pressing numerous kisses to her stomach.
He looked up, grinning, "I still can't believe we're gonna be parents."
Ziva's breath caught in her throat. Parents. Her; a mother. She couldn't help but think back to when she was fourteen and asking her father about her future outside of Mossad.
"Ziva you are not that woman! You will not ruin your life by starting a family that will fall apart beneath your feet! You will never be the woman to bear a child, never, even if I have to force it from you!" Eli David's voice yelled,
And force her family from her he did; Ari, Tali, her mother, Samara, Catryn, Tony, and now this little one, that she had only just managed to save.
But deep down he was right.
She wasn't the motherly type. She wasn't prepared or capable to start a family, and if she did, it'd fall apart beneath her, making her weak and emotional.
This was a bad idea.
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